My boyfriend asked me why I kept helping people when they don’t appreciate me, and I told him honestly that I never help more than is painless for be, but also, I made a decision about who I want to be, and I won’t let other people being assholes change that.

The one in a million person whose life is touch, who really needed it, who can live a better, happier life because of me, is worth fifty assholes. Maybe even a hundred.